“Keuh…Kukuku…” 

Torres was dying, and yet, he burst out into laughter. He finally stopped breathing after laughing for a long time. 

‘...The fuck? Did he go crazy?’

Seo Jun-Ho tilted his head as stared at him. As if he refused to let go of his life and regrets, Torres’ eyes were still open. 

“That’s a good look for you. Keep it open even in your death.” Seo Jun-Ho wiped the blood off Black Dragon Fang on Torres’ clothes. Then, he held out his hand to Torres’ forehead. 

“Confession of the Dead.”

[The Confession of the Dead has begun.]

Seo Jun-Ho got comfortable on the floor as the Memory Projection appeared before him. The Frost Queen tilted her head. 

“Is this one of the ‘dramas’ you were talking about?”

“No… But now that I think about it, this is your first time seeing this, isn’t it?” 

She quickly became interested when he briefly explained the skill. 

“Oh my! So in other words, this mystical skill allows you to get a glimpse of the dead’s life?”

“Yeah. I can get a lot of info on the fiends with this. There’s no way that the director of Paradise is the end of the trail.”...